Martial World

I got used to it after I smoked it, and I was drawn hundreds of times again, so I don’t bring the format for now~~~

How can there be a little girl in your own place?

Lin Ming looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old girl in front of her. She rolled up her trousers, rolled up her sleeves, and had patches on her trousers. She was holding a heavy wooden basin in her hand, and the bangs on her forehead were still hanging with crystal clear water. Water droplets, on the tender face, the small nose is upturned, the lips are round, and the cheeks are flushed, looking at her is like looking at the green apple in the misty drizzle, a fresh, simple, natural taste blows on the face .

The little girl was also surprised when she saw Lin Ming, but after just a few breaths, she understood something and said, "Are you the lord of Nine Five Six Six?"

"Sir?" Lin Ming shook his head, "I'm not an adult, you live here too?"

"Well, my name is Qinghe. I live here with my grandma. I will take care of my grandma and my grandma in the future."

As the little girl was talking, the tent curtain was lifted, and an old woman who looked over sixty years old appeared at the entrance of the tent. A respectful look.

"Sir, dinner is ready, please eat."

This old woman and granddaughter Qing He were both slaves, but they were both slaves, and there was a huge gap between them. Lin Ming was a martial artist, so to them, he was an adult.

In the troll tribe, the warriors above the pulse condensation stage are the main wealth producers. They rely on these people to collect blood evil crystals. In order to ensure that they can devote more energy to the mining work, their diet and daily life have special people to take care of.

And these two grandparents were Lin Ming's servants.

In the tent, everywhere is empty, it can be said that there are four walls of family. A low table has been set up in the center of the tent. On the table is a plate of green vegetables, a plate of pickles, a small plate of bacon, and a large bowl of fragrant rice.

It's not a big dinner, but it smells very rich. Lin Ming was trapped on the grassland a few days ago. He had eaten dry food for many days, and the bird was about to fade out of his mouth. When he saw this dinner table, his index finger moved greatly. He took the bowl and chopsticks and took a piece of bacon. Put it in the mouth, bite it down, and the mouth is full of fragrance.

"tasty!"

Lin Ming admired in his heart, he practiced martial arts himself, and his appetite was much better than that of ordinary people. Lin Ming quickly swept away seven or seven people from a table of dishes.

When he was about to finish eating, Lin Ming raised his head inadvertently, only to find that in the corner of the tent, Qing He was looking at the bacon under his chopsticks, and quietly pursed his lips.

When Qing He saw Lin Ming looking over, he panicked and asked with some guilty conscience, "Do you want to drink water, sir?"

"I'm not thirsty, haven't you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten it, we've already eaten it first." The old woman pulled Qinghe next to her and motioned her to quickly pour a glass of water for Lin Ming.

Lin Ming realized something, put down his chopsticks, and walked around the tent at will. The tent was too small, and it was completed in just a few steps. The furniture inside was pitiful. The bag of rice in the timi jar is light and fluffy.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, there was a small half-pot of gruel. There were some sporadic wild vegetables floating on the porridge, and the rice grains were almost counted out. It seemed that this was the dinner for the grandparents and grandchildren.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Ming didn't know how he felt in his heart. These grandparents and grandchildren were both mortals and slaves. In this troll tribe, it was conceivable that their lives were difficult.

As for my meal today, I ate their rations for a few days, especially the stack of bacon." Thinking of Qing He's expectant gaze, Lin Ming felt a little worried.

In the troll tribe, these mortal slaves are the most insignificant group of people. They are really inferior to livestock. If they are assigned a bad master, the end will be very miserable.

"Do you usually eat these?" Lin Ming put down the lid of the pot.

"Well..." Qinghe nodded silently, her eyes red.

"What about the cattle and sheep in the backyard?" Lin Ming pointed to the outside of the tent. There were many cattle and sheep tied up in the backyard.

"Those are the cattle and sheep of the Lord's family. We go out every day to keep them, and we can exchange for some rice."

Lin Ming sighed and took out some True Essence Stones from the Sumeru Ring and placed them on the table, "Qinghe. Tomorrow I'll go buy fish, meat, chicken and duck, and some rice."

"This... can't be used." Qing He whispered, "You can only use blood stones to buy things here. This kind of stones cannot be used, and we are slaves. If you really take blood stones out to buy things, you may be robbed. now...,"

Bloodstone is a currency made of low-level bloodstones that are cut and sealed. 10,000 bloodstones are equal to one bloodstone. The clan rules of the troll tribe do not protect slaves, and slaves cannot buy bloodstones. If something is robbed, you can only admit that you are unlucky, and even if you are killed, you only need to compensate the slave owner for some money.

Lin Ming felt a panic in his heart, he put away all the True Essence Stones in the Sumeru Ring, and said, "Go to sleep, I want to cultivate...

"Um……,"

The tent was very small. The grandparents and grandsons huddled together in a small hut next to it, leaving the main tent for Lin Ming to rest. Lin Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a medicinal pill from the Xumi Ring and swallowed it, and started little by little. To repair the meridians, as long as the meridians are pierced, the true essence can be activated to speed up the healing of the bone marrow. By then, within four or five days, Lin Ming will be able to fully recover.

Before that, Lin Ming could only endure.

In order to heal his wounds, Lin Ming slept all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was very bright, and Lin Ming heard the sound of pots and pans colliding from the side of the tent. After a while, Qing He opened the curtain, revealing a small head and said, "Sir, it's time to eat. "

The morning was very simple, a plate of pickles and half a pot of wild vegetable porridge. Because of my arrival, the porridge this morning was much thicker than what Lin Ming saw last night. Probably because of this reason, Qing He ate very sweetly. After eating the bowl of porridge, I licked the bottom of the bowl.

"I'm full." Qing He said crisply, rinsed his dishes, walked to the backyard, and led the cattle and sheep, "I'm going to herd the sheep."

"Be careful." The old woman urged, and began to clean up the dishes.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ming didn't say anything. He just finished his porridge. A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was growing up. She only drank a bowl of porridge for a meal, and she also went to herd sheep. This is normal. human life...,

In fact, he still has some crab meat from the Divine Phoenix Secret Realm in his Sumeru Ring, but the fire energy in the crab meat is too strong to be eaten by mortals. Grandparents and grandchildren improve their lives.

At this moment, the fence gate of the backyard was pushed open, and two trolls with a height of one meter appeared in the backyard. When Qinghe saw the two trolls, his face turned pale and he took a few steps back. A small fist was subconsciously held in front of his chest, obviously extremely afraid of these two trolls.

"Lord Moda and the three wives give birth to children, the cattle and sheep don't need to be released, they are all collected." The troll headed said with a blank expression, Moda's third concubine, Niuzi, will have a feast for three days, and these cattle and sheep will be slaughtered. Lose.

After he finished speaking, the other troll went to the cattle and sheep, a total of two cows and five sheep.

"This..." The old man had an ominous premonition in his heart. These cattle and sheep could be exchanged for a bag of rice if they were kept for another half a month. If they were taken away at this time, would they still be able to exchange for rice? "Two adults, these cattle and sheep...

The troll who was collecting cattle and sheep didn't bother to pay any attention, and suddenly raised his head to catch a glimpse of Lin Ming, eh? There is actually a warrior here?

Civilian slaves without warriors are very poor, but it is different with warriors. Such slaves have a lot of oil and water to loot.

"Huh? Why are there two sheep missing?" said the troll suddenly.

The old woman's face suddenly turned pale, "Sir, how is this possible, we just took five sheep away at the beginning, how can there be less...

"Nonsense, I said less is less!" The troll said, and he pushed the old woman. The troll was strong, and when he pushed it down, he had to break the old woman.

However, the troll's arm was only halfway out, and it was directly held down by a hand. Lin Ming appeared beside the old woman with a blank expression.

"Boy, you are so courageous!" The troll was not angry, he wanted to pull his hand out, but his hand seemed to be made of iron, and he couldn't pull it out.

"Don't talk nonsense, how much are the two sheep, I'll pay you!" Lin Ming was like a mirror in his heart. He knew their goals and didn't want to talk nonsense at all. He would remember all these accounts clearly and settle them together.

"Ten bloodstones, take them out!" The troll stretched out his hand.

"You..." Qinghe's eyes were red, and tears rolled in her eyes, "Ten bloodstones can buy five cows!"

The troll just sneered, ignoring Qing He's words at all.

"There are no blood stones, only true essence stones."

"Hey, the real essence stone costs one hundred yuan!" The real essence stone has little effect on the troll, and the exchange rate is very low.

"I'll give you one hundred true essence stones, and leave two sheep. This is my bottom line!" Lin Ming was still holding the troll's arm when he spoke. shrouded in that troll.

The troll was sweating coldly in pain. Lin Ming's hands were like iron pincers. After all, this troll was only a demon soldier. At this time, being forced by Lin Ming, he was a little scared. He took the true essence stone and kept it. The next two sheep left in a hurry...

At noon on this day, the old woman stewed a steaming mutton feast and mutton offal soup. Xiao Qinghe ate it so little that her face was flushed red, and she was full of happy smiles.

"Big brother, let's eat this for you"

Xiao Qinghe kept feeding Lin Ming mutton while eating, and then he looked forward to waiting for Lin Ming to eat, and every time he asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Lin Ming replied seriously, and he couldn't help feeling emotional. With meat to eat and clothes to wear, this is the happiness of ordinary people.

After Lin Ming ate the mutton, he began to meditate again to heal his injuries. In order to recover from his injuries as soon as possible, he did not even bother to comprehend the laws of time and space.

In this way, as the days passed, the Mocang Tribe never organized manpower to mine the ancient blood fiend crystal mine. On this day, Lin Ming's injuries and meridians finally recovered.

In the renewed meridians, the true essence flows happily, the dantian condenses the true essence vortex, the dazzling luster, in the bones, the restored marrow glitters with golden light, the marrow is like gold...

Lin Ming clenched his fists, "It's time to clear things up, but before that, I can absorb the Disillusionment Dream Light." (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation and the monthly pass. , Your support is my greatest motivation. )